Chapter 62: The One in Power
The past that Soran had buried—the things he had ripped apart to erase—no one knew about them.
And yet, here was this half-breed wolf, smirking, playing games, talking as if he understood him.
That could only mean one thing.
Riven and Ronan were colluding.
This was all an act.
Soran lived a life of poverty before he built this empire. His mother... Hah... She sold him off to a wealthy older woman when he was only seven. The lady took a liking to his face and bought him like he was an object.
She too liked to collect objects, most of his personality was influenced by her, and that only caused him a lot of self-loathing. He was twisted to say the least...
He hated remembering the past, the things that she had done to him... Everything changed on the day he finally killed her and took all of her wealth. It was the turning point for him.
And because of his past encounters, he hated women. He refused to be in the same room as them, he refused to even look at them if he could. Everything about his past, he had erased it. No one knew... So how did Riven know?
The light amusement in Soran’s eyes vanished.
Instead, there was only cold, calculating suspicion.